Romeo's Eclipse
Counting down each day until the silence spreads, overwhelms the noise
When the cloud expands over land and sea to cover every inch of the globe
A torrential rain will pour
Flooding valley and hill, city and field
Man, woman, and child swept into the waves
Till every fragment of our world disappears
Data flows through channel and vein, action and choice, reason and will
Piling wealth hand over fist, nature and labor, to fortune and excess
Squeezing out every last drop from the sweat of your brow and the breath in your lungs
Crawling on your hands and your knees
Search for a crumb, then look to the sky for relief
Bent over with your face to the ground
Waiting on the sound of a voice
To appear
Walking on the edge of a cliff
Staring down in the fog and the mist
Whose voice did you hear in the wind
Behind the rocks, and the thorns, dust and the dirt
Whose face did you see in the cloud, in the haze of the smoke and the light
Waking dreams draw to a close, turn into stone, and sink to the bottom of the sea
A voice in the wilderness cries, but no one is there
A new tongue of number and code, inside of every mouth and every ear
Whose voice did you hear in the wind
In the rocks and the thorns dust and the dirt
Whose face did you see in the cloud
Past the edge of the cliff, at the bottom of the abyss
Counting down each day until the silence spreads, overwhelms the noise
A torrential rain will pour
Flooding valley and hill, city and field
Man, woman, and child swept into the waves
Till every fragment of our world
Disappears
When the cloud expands over land and sea to cover every inch of the globe
A torrential rain will pour
Flooding valley and hill, city and field
Man, woman, and child swept into the waves
Till every fragment of our world disappears
Data flows through channel and vein, action and choice, reason and will
Piling wealth hand over fist, nature and labor, to fortune and excess
Squeezing out every last drop from the sweat of your brow and the breath in your lungs
Crawling on your hands and your knees
Search for a crumb, then look to the sky for relief
Bent over with your face to the ground
Waiting on the sound of a voice
To appear
Walking on the edge of a cliff
Staring down in the fog and the mist
Whose voice did you hear in the wind
Behind the rocks, and the thorns, dust and the dirt
Whose face did you see in the cloud, in the haze of the smoke and the light
Waking dreams draw to a close, turn into stone, and sink to the bottom of the sea
A voice in the wilderness cries, but no one is there
A new tongue of number and code, inside of every mouth and every ear
Whose voice did you hear in the wind
In the rocks and the thorns dust and the dirt
Whose face did you see in the cloud
Past the edge of the cliff, at the bottom of the abyss
Counting down each day until the silence spreads, overwhelms the noise
A torrential rain will pour
Flooding valley and hill, city and field
Man, woman, and child swept into the waves
Till every fragment of our world
Disappears
Credits
Writer(s): Ian Flowers
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